If you could see what I see through my zoom lens on baptism day each year, you would walk away from the pond a changed person. Here’s what I saw this past Sunday:
An army of baptizees cresting the hill in exuberant abandon, while a watching crowd cheers them on with colorful fabric waving high.
The water witness who stood behind her daughter, with a look of pure emotion on her face.
Brothers baptized with arms intertwined.
The trembling chin of a burly man who was Just. Trying. To. Keep. It. Together! so he didn’t burst into tears.
Husbands and wives who clung to each other.
The grown man whose lips said the words, “I’m ready” in response to his baptism time.
The tear-filled eyes of a woman who doesn’t feel alone anymore.
Amazing grace. Unshackled chains. Freedom in Christ, finally!